Insomnia

insomnia in way through dream

i stood beyond the smokey vale

of a dream-land weak in tale

of time quickened with no suspend

where my thoughts turn till they bend

A focused haze upon my mind

searching daringly so, between- the lines

truths enter a dream,

like sweet medication

I admired its mumbles and determination

Thus i grew envy of truth,

I sought retaliation

and took truth and my burden imagination

with my mind and its thoughts found bent

i hid the truth in lies will spent

A dream, the truth, may be found to be fare

But i feel a quake in my hands that bleeds nightmare

Or perhaps the likes of a fairy tale

From beyond the weakness of dream where i hale

All i know, is of truth hid in a lie

That this is where dreams come to die

And my heart will lay awake

As my mind gently breaks.

As my mind gently breaks.